Drop!! ～A Tale of the Fragrance Princess～ (WN)

"So, they're a lot more prosperous in the store, huh?

"Yeah, thanks to you"

A month from the opening of Cordelia Fragrances.

Cordelia stopped at the Marquis Frantheim's house on her way back from the store to the mansion, where she received hospitality from Vernor, who usually entertained her. However, both the confectionery and the tea in front of us are cordelian souvenirs.

Cordelia had come here today to deliver scented oil to Sara, Vernault's mother, on her way home, and then even sweets to her sweetheart Vernault. Unfortunately, Sarah seems to have fallen ill and fallen asleep, in the condition that she encountered Vernault returning home where she was about to leave her to the samurai.

"Looks like we've got plenty of stock as we thrive."

"Actually, there's just some stuff behind it, but we've been preparing it for a long time, so we can work it out."

"Heh. After all, do you have a lot of female customers?

"As a matter of fact... although I would prefer delivery, there are surprisingly many men who buy it"

"A man?

That seemed surprising to Vernault, but it was also surprising to Cordelia.

But that seems to be due to Cordelia's frequent sending of essential oils to Ishma if we follow the original, and even some within the Knights were eager to be sold to the public in the first place. Apart from being used by the person, that seems to be used as a gift for his wife and lover.

"Most of the time, there are more women visiting the store."

"My mother also said that once she visited, she met a lot of people she knew. You're a man of the hour in no time."

"Don't tease me too much"

"I'm serious. If you have a good story, you can give me a share, okay?

I know it's half serious, half joking, etc. to observe from this childhood look, but Vernault is as reluctant as ever.

"But although my mother can use it casually if she sells it in the store, she still says it's better to ask Dili directly."

"That's because my magic power to use when collecting essential oils belongs to the Pamela family. I'm not offering anything of poor quality to store merchandise, because the same magic as mine is not."

"Then your mother was lucky. So you get the so-called dilly special."

"It's not 'so-called' at all. But I have everything I can to suit you Sarah, so I'd love to hear from you if you have any requests."

To Cordelia's words, Vernor shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm thankful to please your mother, but is it not time to get closer to other nobles?

"If it's a night club, it's time to interrupt. I just thought it would be hard to get tired this past month, because I don't think it's time to join the war."

I would have liked to have started selling hand-cream and other products for ordinary people beside restaurants, but so far there is no room for product production. But it's time to show your face at the night club, or you might get caught up in being less sociable. Now there's still an excuse because it's just after the store opens, but even Elvis would be unsocial. Cyrus is in training in the territory, and Ishma has difficulty attending at work. In that case, it is not surprising that Cordelia's non-participation leads her to think, "You are the Earl of Pameladia." That's something we absolutely have to avoid.

"Joining the war is brave again."

"Actually, it's what your sister tells you to look for yourself if you want to get married. In a way, it could be a fight."

"Oh, the arithmetic of teasing the Count's iron wall guard."

Not surprisingly, Vernault had raised his mouth angle.

Cordelia accidentally smiled bitterly at the reaction.

"I guess the invitations keep coming, huh? Where are you going?"

"That's in the middle of getting lost. I'd like to talk to you a lot."

"How about Miles's place, if you say so recently? The Gannell family nightclub is gorgeous, lots of people, and there should be a lot of business talk. And if you knew Miles, you'd be a little nervous."

"Well... Viscount Gannell also invites you directly when you meet him"

That was said during the bar mitzvah, so it may also include a social dictionary, but if that is also told directly by our Lord, I would like to respond to the thankful invitation.

"But Clay should be here, too."

"Well, even Master Clive? It's been a while, so I'm looking forward to it."

"Unfortunately, there's nothing to look forward to. It hasn't changed at all."

"... does that include that Master Vernault is troubling Master Clive?

To Cordelia's words, Vernault turned that way, trying to whistle lightly.

It's something I was expecting, but Clive is going to be burning his hands at Vernault as usual.

"Well, I'm just asking about Miles's, too, and this is the first time I've actually been there... but what if Dili went with a strong looking dress anyway?

"Looks strong......?

As Cordelia tilted her neck, Vernor nodded seriously.

"Wouldn't it be better to stand out if there were more people? For example, how about deep red? I think Uncle Weltoria likes to dress in a system of mixed reds, but Dili would have similar colors."

I guess that refers to red eyes or the rose you like.

Cordelia is also well aware that the colors themselves do match. Whatever, 'Cordelia'. And that's why I've been avoiding it because I think it's ominous.

"If I get a chance, I'll think about it"

"I can do as many opportunities as I want when tailoring, and it would be quite a temperamental color, wouldn't it? Doesn't sound like a dilly to not even try something that would suit you."

Vernault was tilting his neck as he put in a penetration against the ambiguous response.

There's no way I can tell you, but I really don't want to go ahead and do overlapping with that imposing 'cordelia' look. But it's not like I don't think that maybe she pushed things forward, or that looking too good for her was giving her even more confidence.

"... if you ever get a situation where you really have to be strong on top of this, you might even choose deep red"

If you ever need to rise to a stage of battle that you can't pull off later, you will also need to look the most visible to you. Cordelia herself has feelings of ominousness, but given the impression that it shows around her, it could be inevitable.

(Besides - if you get the best results with a red dress, you might even make a distinction from the shadow of 'Cordelia' that I fear)

I don't think my personality is the same as my girlfriend in the game, and I've never been pulled by the will of 'Cordelia', etc. However, it is still caught in Cordelia's mind.

Most importantly, that's because a heroine named Sherry is burning too much confrontation into Cordelia today.

"Nothing. I don't care either way, but is red that much of a battle color?

"Yeah. Only for dresses, though."

"Yeah. So when Dilly shows up in a red dress, you decide to take a careful look"

I couldn't tell from Vernor's expression if he was wild horse guts or worried about him as a childhood trainer. However, if there was a Vernault on the spot, they would take care not to go in a direction that would be inconvenient to Cordelia, even if it was meant to be a wild horse.

"Well, you're going to Miles's anyway."

"Right."

Surely there must still have been about ten days.

"Well, I'll look forward to it."

"Do you have anything to look forward to?

"Oh, I think something funny is going to happen."

"... I kind of have a bad feeling about that."

"That's rude. Well, as much as I expect people to be too surrounded to do anything about it. Wouldn't it be nice to be surrounded by women with flowers on both hands?

"... that would be too much to say, however much"

The woman who keeps the woman in the samurai - did Vernor imagine the diagram?

No, I do think I have a lot to talk to women about, but it shouldn't be as much as Vernault thinks.

(But that's about it, well... that's not enough to care)

Even if they say it was unexpected, that would be a bit of a handicap, but as a cordelia, it's not a problem.

"It's time for you to stay."

"Oh. It's not too late for that. I'll tell your mother."

And I handed Vernault what I was going to give to the samurai.

I put it in a small basket with a card that says the name of the item I brought with me today and how to use it briefly.

"That's a pretty card. It's a pale painting, but are you painting it in the store?

"Yes. A very nice woman is drawing it for me."

"Heh."

Cordelia laughed at Vernor, who seemed unusual and interested.

"When Vernault is also given a gift, we will consider it together once we have talked to you"

"Well, I hope the day doesn't come when you can rely on Dili."

"Oh, rude."

Cordelia gently shrugged her shoulders and decided to flush, wondering if that was a childhood beacon.

"By the way... that's unusual. I can't believe Dili's wearing a bracelet."

"Does it look good on you?

"Well, you probably look good, don't you?

Cordelia stroked her left arm bracelet, thinking that at least this would be a compliment. The skinny one was delivered on the opening day of the store, along with the package of the purchase. The shipper had become the Marquis Frantheim family, but I knew right after seeing the letter 'Open, Congratulations' inside that the sender was Jill.

But from what Vernault had not said or from what Vernault himself seemed to have learned for the first time, he probably did not say anything.

(I'm happy to celebrate, but then I hope you'll give me a word)

Still, it was simple and elegant, and what did not choose clothes was Cordelia's preference. And then I feel wonder and tiredness healing easily when I wear them, and I almost always wear them.

Cordelia felt as she was dropped off by Vernault and on her way home, wondering when she would be able to thank Jill next.